Equals ft. Logan Paul

Twenty-one

I playfully push Logans head away, "Logan, stop it!" Wow, that didn't sound convincing at all.

He looks up at me through those long blonde eyelashes, "C'mon you can't come down wearing...that! And not expect me to be attracted to you."

I get up from the table to tighten my robe, I pull the cord so tight that it difficulties my breathing.

"I'm going back to bed." Our eyes meet one last time before my feet meet the stairs.

"You don't even love the guy."

Is the last thing I hear Logan mumble.

"Goodnight, Logan"

As I get back to bed next to Jay, Logan's words can't seem to get out of my head. Did I not love him.... any more? C'mon Brooke, I barely know Logan and he barely knows me clearly he's not one to speak out about my feelings. Or That's what I tell my brain so it can finally find sleep.

The next morning

I wake up to find Jay in the shower, I could join him...

*ping *ping *PING!

I roll over to grab my phone from the nightstand, 34 missed messages by Manager Josh.

That's that plan in the trash.

Shit!

From Josh: Call me asap! Brooke, what is going on? Are you back with Jay or something?!?

I need to call him, but first breakfast. I put the silk robe back on and make my way downstairs.

"Goodmorning, Brooke" Andy smiles.

As a response, I mumbled something that is supposed to be a 'good morning'.

The only people downstairs are Andy and Brendan. I'm secretly relieved that Logan isn't down yet, after last night it might be awkward between us.

"I bought some berries this morning." Andy says while handing me a bowl.

"Thank you, that's great." I add some granola and greek yoghurt to the bowl before joining them at the kitchen table.

"How was the first night in your new bed?"

Brendan asks.

I almost choke in the berries, last night...

"It was fine, I'm still getting used to the room but-"

"Yoooo Brooke, check this you're all over the internet." Logan chuckles while walking down the stairs, in his boxers I must add.

He walks over grabs some breakfast and pushes his phone in my hand.

Daily mail: Model Brooke Ray spotted making out with fellow model and social media celeb Jay Alvarrez in front of the LA restaurant Catch.

"Shiiiiiit!" I throw my head on the table. Josh will not be happy about this.

"Yeah, it's really ALL over the internet." Brendan says while looking up from his phone.

It's not like I didn't think it wasn't going to be published, I just hoped that perhaps Kim Kardashian made another sex tape or something and my pics would be forgotten about.

Unfortunately, it's pretty much the biggest celebrity news of the day, besides Katy Perry's underwear slip on the Maldives.

"At least you look good in them" Logan giggles while looking at the pics.

"Yeah true." I say, not wanting to let him have that one.

"Well, I should get going." An unfamiliar female voice commands.

I turn around to see a pretty but obviously fake, blonde, Instagram model below the stairs. Heels in hand, clearly doing some kind of walk of shame. She walks over to give Logan a kiss, only once their tongues are deep down each other's throats it hits me. She slept here last night...with Logan. She slept with Logan...

Logan pushes her off of him and he seems rather annoyed with her, "ok bye, you can let yourself out!" Before he rips a piece of bacon off with his teeth.

"Well...-" I start.

"Don't" Logan interrupts me, the look on his face tells me I shouldn't, but of course I can't help myself.

"So, is she your girlfriend now?"

He angrily gets up from the table, with him multiple glasses fall. He grabs me by the hand and roughly pulls me outside, into the garden.

"What is your problem?!" I yell annoyed.

"You, Brooke, you are my problem. With your sexy outfits, your amazing body, your annoying voice, your judgy looks. The way you looked at....-"

"You don't even remember her name do you?!" I'm getting really annoyed at this point, what is his problem?

"It's...Samantha."

"Sure."

"I have girls over, Okay?! It's what I do, you should get used to it."

"Fine, like I give a fuck."

He moves away to walk back inside when he suddenly turns back around. "And I don't want that surf dude here."

I scoff.

"That's too bad Logan! We have a contact, we might all be roommates, but I'm the only one that pays rent and that means I have the right to invite guests over without your permission."

He turns around and rapidly walks back towards me. My back leans against the wall of the house, his face is angry and very close to mine. His breath smells fresh like mint and bacon, as his lips are soft and pink. He is a bit bigger than me so he can easily look down on me. "Get him out Ray, or I'll make your life a living hell."

This really fires my anger, how dare he?!

"Don't you dare?!" I try to push him away from me, but his big physique and stone hard muscles prove useless against my tiny arms. I start pounding his hard chest, needless to say I'm not much use.

He chuckles, which angers me even more.

"Get away from me Logan!" I scream.

"You could just kiss me, I know you want to. You want me more than surf dude. I can see it all over you. " My mouth falls open, the audacity!

All I know to do is to slap him in the face, so that's what I do. A hard cold slap right across his cheek, the sound tells you that this one must hurt.

"Asshole."

And I walk away.

As I walk back inside I feel my heart pounding with adrenaline.

In the kitchen is Jay chewing on a banana, I walk towards him straight into his arms. His warm tanned skin surrounds me and makes me calm down immediately.